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shy grey - one two lyrics

im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends f-ck it tell em come thru .pop a bottle in a pent house stuntin like its my sh-t but really this my friends house. f-ck whoever digged out headed to the money,road to riches b-tch im en route. i did it myself f-ck if you feeling me im feeling myself. i been on my own d-ck , dont listen to the radio i keep bumpin my own sh-t. the money call then im hanging up the phone quick. dont overthink it like a blt. can i give ya tlc?

rip the left dot , from the east coast but heres something for the west side. if you can do with it baby lets ride all about the -ss give a f-ck about the breast size. i see you tryna flex guy but im not impressed guy. where im from you come stunting like you something cuz you just fly them bullets i let fly. i ain’t with the balance ,id rather hear the music i dont wanna hear a silence. to say the money talk and actions speak louder then them words i guess i finally gots to get a silence. i swear i be stuntin on yall n-ggas i should drop an album called parental guidance. writing on a rooftop , you look like a postcard ,oh god with my whole squad going so hard. prolly on a yatch lookin out for the coast guard. okay i exaggerated ,when you do it like this you know you gotta make it. ain’t no need to say it, b-tch i be the greatest c-cky when im drunk you can see im faded. can’t blame it on the juice you tell me you love me my reply is i appreciate it. its like a hundred of us only one room but if she got friend f-ck it tell em come through

im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends f-ck it tell em come thru

i wanted some of her she wanted some of me, if she wanna get the d she gotta hit the d. ima be a young pimp till im 53, if you wanna hit the lot you gotta hit the team. drink up then link up, i dont f-ck with p-ssy n-ggas b-tch im in my zone. kick a n-gga down the steps thats just how he roll. if your eyes ain’t on money what the f-ck you on. james brown with alotta soul leprechaun with the wrist im whipping up a pot of gold. i wanted some of her she wanted some of me, she gotta take a jet to the 313 i dont f-ck with losing n-ggas yea i hate yall. came in a n-gga crib then i laughed like ray charles. ar’s pistol pumps. finna put carots on my grill, if i need a check check the mail thats a hunch. money in the bank and the bag thats an extra lunch

im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends f-ck it tell em come thru.im on one you two, off a couple drinks a couple blunts too. its like a hundred of us only one room. if she got friends f-ck it tell em come thru

tell em come through

- shy grey lyrics

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